Hellenika chef heads up new Greek restaurant on the wharf
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Akti, meaning coast in Greek, is your port of call for charcoal-grilled kontosouvli skewers, slow-cooked lamb shoulder and bubbling saganaki on the Woolloomooloo Finger Wharf.
The venue takes over from seafood restaurant Manta, which was also owned by the Sydney Restaurant Group. The sunset-hued dining room is layered in pink and plum shades and lined with Greek treasures – from ceramics and sculptures to painted motifs. Outside, pretty scallop-edged umbrellas extend along the water's edge, inviting guests to sip Asyrtiko in the sun.
In the kitchen, head chef Robert Judd, formerly of Brisbane's Hellenika (the lauded Greek restaurant at The Calile Hotel), teams up with Athens chef Ntinos Fotinakis to deliver an array of modern meze, from leek and feta pie to crumbed moussaka croquettes.
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